[TSNxHP] Fall in love with Whomping Willow

Despite the heavy snowfall, the excitement of the students heading to Hogsmeade remained undiminished.

Eduardo casts the Inspection Charm with astonishing speed already, his thirteen-inch hawthorn wand with a unicorn hair core swinging like an orchestra conductor.But these impatient little wizards still rushed to Eduardo with the permission signed by their parents, shouting "Professor Savarin", trying to pass the test one step earlier than others.

Although he is kind by nature, Eduardo is not a good old man who has no bottom line for anyone.

He said "loud" in his own throat, and then a gentle reminder almost didn't stun the students in the front row who jumped in line first.

"Kids, line up, or I'll consider taking a quarter-hour break before coming back."

After that, things went much smoother, except that some magical pets such as cats and hamsters carried by some students tried to get into Eduardo's arms and was delayed for a while - even the phoenix Fawkes sent by Headmaster Dumbledore to patrol the sky over Hogsmeade Rested on his shoulder.

The dean of Hufflepuff College, Professor Sprout, couldn’t help sighing for the nth time. Eduardo heard her say this when he was in school: “The talent favored by magical creatures is quite rare. Back then, little Scamander The most gifted student I've ever taught. Eduardo, how did the Sorting Hat assign you to Ravenclaw in the first place?"

Of course Eduardo knows Mr. Newt Scamander, a great magizoologist, and his book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" is the textbook for the protection of magical creatures at Hogwarts. Eduardo used this textbook when he was in school , students still use this textbook now, and it is estimated that there will be no changes in the future.

He knew that although he was relatively close to magical creatures, he was nothing compared to that Mr. Scamander, that is, he had a slightly better relationship with animals than ordinary wizards. Dean Sprout said he was talented. It's exaggerated, but there's no need to argue with such a well-intentioned joke, and Eduardo laughs along with her, waving her goodbye politely and wishing her a good time.

Not all magical creatures are actually friendly to Eduardo.

For example, Mrs. Norris, the school administrator's cat, Mrs. Norris, always looked down on Eduardo.This is not unusual, Mrs. Norris has a bad look at everyone except the master, but sometimes, it will hiss at Eduardo inexplicably.

It's not that Eduardo has any special expectations for this cat, which is connected with its owner and is best at stalking students. It's just that such a cat with a bad face can get along with Professor Zuckerberg in a friendly way, which is very puzzling.

Some students claimed to have witnessed Mrs. Norris condescendingly allowing Professor Zuckerberg to touch its head - an honor that even Headmaster Dumbledore never had.

Maybe it's like attracting like, Eduardo analyzed it that way.

Before Zuckerberg returned to teach at the school, the administrator Mr. Filch and his cat were definitely one of the most unpopular characters in the school, and even Peeves couldn't get more disgust.

In fact, in Eduardo's own student days, he didn't like Mr. Filch, who was always finding fault and punishing students, and sneaking around.

He remembered that Zuckerberg and Mrs. Norris did not develop any friendship at that time, but was caught by Mrs. Norris to spend the night in the forbidden forest, and Slytherin lost 20 points. Wilkey and his cats were devastated.

After Zuckerberg returned to the school to teach, there was an immediate change in the list of unpopular characters in the school.

First, he is suspected of following You-Know-Who, despite Headmaster Dumbledore's assurances, making the three houses other than Slytherin wary of him.

Secondly, he invented [Pure Blood Wizard Recognition Spell].In fact, Eduardo knows that the version Zuckerberg published in the paper is already a weakened version of his original invention, but no third person knows this, and the rumor that You-Know-Who has mastered the weakness of the spell is enough for everyone who does not support it. The wizards of pure-blood supremacy blacklisted Zuckerberg.

Again, almost all Slytherin students with outstanding abilities have joined the Death Eaters. Among them, several students from the core family, such as Regulus Black, have a cold attitude towards Zuckerberg.They acted as the vane of Slytherin, and this cold and cautious attitude naturally affected the entire house.

Last but not least, the former Potions Professor Slughorn also served as the Dean of the Snake Academy. After his unfortunate death, among all the professors at Hogwarts, only Zuckerberg, who succeeded the Potions Professor, was born in Snake. hospital.Although the qualifications are open to question, Principal Dumbledore invited Zuckerberg to serve as the dean of the Snake Court temporarily.No one thought that Zuckerberg would reject the title coveted by many wizards, but in this special period, a more divisive situation such as "only Slytherin House has no head" must never happen, I don't know Deng How did Principal Bullido persuade, as a compromise, Zuckerberg still did not accept the position of dean, but agreed to act as the most basic dean position.

Whatever Zuckerberg’s reasons for doing so, the Snake Academy students viewed the move as tantamount to betrayal.

Without a dedicated dean, it will inevitably affect the college points, which is related to the competition for the college cup.In the eyes of the remaining students of the Snake Academy who did not vote for the mysterious man, they would more or less feel that this was proof that Headmaster Dumbledore did not trust Slytherin House.

Unable to get the support of the three major academies of Lions, Badgers and Eagles, and alienated by the Snake Academy where he was born, Zuckerberg first arrived, surpassing Filch in one fell swoop, and became the No. 1 unpopular person in the school.

In a way, it's quite an achievement.

So every time Eduardo sees him (it’s not that Eduardo pays special attention to that person, after all, even the wizard’s eyes can’t be selectively displayed), Zuckerberg seems to be stuck in his student days, still alone One person walked quickly through the Hogwarts corridors and stairs with the familiar solitary posture of refusing to be disturbed.

Maybe he'd always preferred it this way, and anyone approaching was an interruption.

Zuckerberg spent most of his time in the Potions office, and he was not even happy to eat in the auditorium. Some students speculated that he was researching the dark magic that tortured Muggles for the Dark Lord.Even with the break, Eduardo still finds the speculation ridiculous.

"But the reporter from the Daily Prophet found a photo of Zuckerberg and the Death Eater Lucius Malfoy having a good time," reminded a voice in his heart.

Eduardo frowned, stopping his rambling thoughts.

Finally, the students all passed the inspection and left, and Eduardo also set off to inspect the Shrieking Shack.

This unremarkable abandoned shed when he was in school has suddenly become "the most haunted house in the whole of Britain" in recent years, and there are many bizarre legends.Eduardo finds it hard for him to understand the frenzy of students making up ghost stories about it.It's just a shack, isn't it?

Along the way, the students greeted Eduardo warmly, and when they passed the door of the Three Broomsticks, some bold senior students whistled at him, "Professor Savarin, I bet you bought the wizard robe on your body in Paris!"

In fact, this dark blue wizard robe was custom-made in London. French wizard robes are not as dignified as British ones, so they are not suitable for teachers to wear. Eduardo did not bring any French wizard robes in his suitcase when he came to Hogwarts .

Eduardo smiled and blinked, then suddenly disappeared from the students.

He must have used some kind of wandless magic, the students' screams of surprise mixed with sighs of disappointment, and the next second they gasped.

Professor Zuckerberg, who was wearing a standard wizard robe as usual, hurried past with a sullen face.

Although there is a lot of snow today, there is no cold wind, which is a good date weather.However, the appearance of Professor Zuckerberg "made up" for this.According to Principal Dumbledore's division of labor, Mark stood at the door of Mrs. Puddiffe's teahouse, causing many girls to lament.They can't be blamed either, anyone can see that the standard wizard robes and Professor Zuckerberg don't match the cute lace decorations at Madame Puddiffe's teahouse!

Mark gave the surrounding students a death look, waved his wand impatiently, and silently cast an ignore spell on himself.

"Oh~", this is a group of smart students who figured out what magic spell Professor Savarin used just now.

Mark used a modified monitoring spell instead of patrolling himself, leaning against the wall and thinking about some anomalies he had noticed.

He wasn't very worried about Hogsmeade's safety. Of course, he didn't fully believe the rumors that Voldemort had an obsession with Hogwarts, but from a rational point of view, the little Death Eaters might have already The kids who became Death Eaters are still in Hogwarts.

It is true that McGonagall and Dumbledore's "the war has not yet begun" rhetoric that McGonagall and Dumbledore used to comfort the students made Mark sneer, but to be precise, "the war has not fully broken out" is not wrong.

Death Eaters tortured Muggles and beat the Order of the Phoenix. The casualties have not yet clearly spread to those ostriches who buried their heads in the sand, so the wizarding society seems to be still functioning normally, and unscrupulous tabloids such as the "Daily Prophet" are also I still have time to hold on to him.

The attack on Hogsmeade will inevitably provoke Dumbledore's anger and a full-scale war will break out.

Mark didn't think Voldemort would do that just yet.

He has seen some truths and made some speculations. So far, nothing has gone wrong.

An alarm came from the monitoring spell.

Mark clenched his wand and looked north vigilantly. He couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw a large silver-white beard and a dark purple wizard robe covered with stars.

"Sour Soda", Dumbledore cheerfully handed him a bottle with a suspicious purple mist, "Buy one get one free for Honey Duke's event."

If there's one thing Mark has learned in half a year of coaching, it's to try not to argue with the old Headmaster, whom he doesn't disrespect but can't stand.

Mark not only took it, but took a sip.The expression is quite wonderful.

Headmaster Dumbledore was very satisfied: "It tastes good, doesn't it?"

Stopping coughing, Mark said unhappily: "The taste is thought-provoking."

"Speaking of thought-provoking," Dumbledore continued graciously, "How do you think about it?"

Mark scowled: "I don't think I'm the right candidate."

Dumbledore nodded: "I see."

"You don't ask me why?" Mark looked up at him with raised eyelids.

"I trust my students."

Mark laughed at himself, "Sometimes, I don't know whether to say you are too gullible or too cunning."

Dumbledore took a big gulp of the sour soda, showing a delicious expression that made Mark's teeth sour: "I think it's hard to say that a young man who volunteers to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts lacks courage. Then, his choice must be He has his reasons."

When mentioning Defense Against the Dark Arts, Mark couldn't care less about the small touch, and said in a hurry: "You shouldn't let him be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts for the second time!"

"We have no other choice." Principal Dumbledore looked directly at Mark, with regret and scrutiny in his eyes.

Mark looked at him in disbelief: "Me!"

"He refused."

Snowflakes fell on the layers of snow, making a fine rustling sound.They were surrounded by students enjoying their hard-earned relaxation, no matter which house they were from, trading their pocket money for quills and magic candy, and of course the silly pranks of magic jokes.

In the whole of England, perhaps only Hogsmeade and Hogwarts were not shrouded in panic and screams.

And this is all thanks to the old man with a very debatable taste in sweets in front of him.

Finally it was Mark who broke the silence.

He half-cast his eyes, as if he didn't want to be seen through his thoughts, "I'm assuming he didn't tell you everything about my spell."

Dumbledore answered the oblique question with a smile and silence.

Mark raised his head. At that moment, his eyes were so sharp that ordinary wizards couldn't resist. Dumbledore was obviously not an ordinary wizard. The old headmaster seemed to be unaware of it, and even glanced longingly at the purple wafting from the soda bottle in his hand. fog.

"Before the end of the semester," Mark promised as if giving up resistance, "I will go to your office. Although I don't think you are ignorant of what I know, I will tell you my reasons and decisions. "

Before Dumbledore left, Mark still couldn't help but mocked: "I don't think it's a good idea to keep a werewolf in the Screaming Shack, don't tell me you still let it go to school."

Dumbledore smiled, but his non-questioned answer almost didn't blow Mark up: "We are at Hogwarts, and there will always be something new, like the Whomping Willow* transplanted a few years ago, yes , transplanting, very successful transplanting, have you ever visited the Whomping Willow, Professor Zuckerberg? What a vibrant little sapling, it is really touching. After all, Dean Sprout is in herbal medicine aspect……"

Mark gritted his teeth: "Little sapling! You call that thing that is thicker than any tree in the Forbidden Forest a little sapling!"

Headmaster Dumbledore laughed and blinked mysteriously: "You will find that the mature Whomping Willow is very amazing."

"……I do not want to know!"

The one-day trip to Hogsmeade went through without any surprises and dangers, but the professors were annoyed to find that the students did not pay attention. Instead, they were paying attention to the upcoming Christmas ball and Christmas holiday all the time. The idea was full of energy, and Eduardo deliberately saved a few spells that the students were very interested in. At this time, Professor McGonagall came up with the stunt of "changing into a cat to scare you", and Professor Bubaji introduced Muggles in Indoor games played at Christmas.

Eduardo was dumbfounded by the adventurous behavior of "Anyway, it's impossible to invite Professor Savarin to try" prevailing among the girls, so he had to take the Ignoring Curse as a daily necessity.

This allowed him to discover a lot of interesting things that he hadn't noticed before.

Once, he went to find a student who was imprisoned by Mr. Filch to discuss the essay. He accidentally forgot to undo the ignore spell, and he was embarrassed to see Mr. Filch holding Mrs. Norris and dancing to the music on the wizarding radio station. .

In order to preserve his dignity for Filch, he planned to leave quietly, when he turned around, he saw a familiar blank parchment out of the corner of his eye.Before him was the Gryffindor quartet, the Marauders, the favorite and headache of all the professors.And the Slytherin student who always reminded him of, no, the amazing talent in Potions.

Thank goodness they graduated last year, honestly Eduardo liked them a lot, even played a little cover for both, but teaching them for two years did make Eduardo feel years old.In other words, they have allowed Eduardo to grow rapidly into a teacher who can take whatever accidents happen in the classroom.

Last month James sent his and Lily's wedding invitation, inviting Eduardo to participate in their wedding during the Christmas holiday, and Eduardo readily agreed, but he hadn't figured out the last paragraph of the invitation until today.

"You have seen a piece of paper, Professor Savarin, the brainchild of the four of us. The damned Filch has taken it. I have discussed with them that since you are once again Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, if you have All that is needed, remember, is that I solemnly swear that I have done no good and ends with the end of the mischief."

"PS We hope it ends up at Hogwarts."

Even though it's against what a professor should say and do, Eduardo has to admit that he made the mistake of taking the sheep by the hand.

But he didn't regret it. This magical parchment, or "Marauder's Map", had amazed him. No wonder these children, especially Sirius Black and James Potter, had become famous figures in the Order of the Phoenix.

Of course, besides the funny stuff, Eduardo also hears the less pleasant stuff.

When he passed the front yard, he heard Gilderoy Lockhart, a student in the college who was too flamboyant to look at, was complaining to some Gryffindor girls about the bullying behavior of the Potions professor, Lockhart Imitating Zuckerberg's tone, he cursed: "You monsters whose brains have been eaten by ghouls, how many times do I have to emphasize 'stir gently' before you can use your elbows!" "Obviously, I I have tried my best, you are hopeless in potions, this has nothing to do with my teaching level, it is purely limited qualifications."

At this point in time, neither these students nor Eduardo can predict the future. They don't know that the poisonous tongue of the new Potions professor will make them cry and miss Professor Zuckerberg two years later, but for now, Zuckerberg Professor Keberg's evaluation of the students is undoubtedly excessive and inappropriate.

But just like this, Eduardo will not rush to the Potions office to confront Zuckerberg, he is not so fond of pointing fingers at his colleagues, mainly because Lockhart also said this sentence in order to improve the narrative effect: "He even Teach the Slytherins to make a love potion!"

This should never have happened. He didn't believe that Zuckerberg really did such a thing, even though Zuckerberg had a history of flouting school rules.You know, not only will the consequences of failing to brew this high-end potion harm the students, but if it succeeds, it will cause so many riots that Eduardo can't even imagine.

Of course he went to the Potions office to speak seriously about it, and politely waited for Zuckerberg's explanation.

Then Zuckerberg didn't say a word, sprinkled a handful of Floo powder on the fireplace in front of him, and ran away with a cold face!

incredible!

So in the next two or three days, Professor Savarin was in a bad mood visible to the naked eye, and the girls who had confirmed their dance partners were no longer eager to try, but instead wondered who provoked Professor Savarin.

"Could it be the curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts?" A girl asked, "I saw a statue fell down for no reason yesterday when Professor Savarin passed by."

Another girl disagreed: "But it happens every now and then, Professor Savarin is used to it. And the way he used the silent spell to turn the statue into a bunch of snowmen is really cool."

"Could that be what Professor Zuckerberg said?"

"It's not very likely," the girl with round glasses who is quite famous among girls because of her extremely accurate divination of her dance partner calmly pointed out, "I've done divination, and it's still related to a broken relationship. It probably has an ex that I can't let go of."

The girls wailed collectively, "Oh no!"

In order to avoid trouble and don't want his bad mood to affect others, Eduardo volunteered to serve as a guard on the night of the Christmas ball. Principal Dumbledore thanked him without asking, and only said that he would arrange for a house elf to deliver meals for him.

So, while the students and professors were enjoying music and food, Eduardo stayed alone in the astronomy tower, looking at the stars with great interest.

The house-elf was eager to bring him every kind of food, Eduardo took a sip of the pumpkin juice, picked up the Marauder's Map to check, there were dense dots crowded in the auditorium.

The fire signs are unusually bright tonight.

Eduardo stared at them almost tenderly, and asked to himself: "What did you find? Huh? Smart constellations, passionate hope and light, but you always have two sides. Passion, but also anger. Newborn hope, too The death of old age. Light, and the deepest darkness before light. How beautiful and fascinating."

The hourglass full of bright sand dropped the last grain of sand, making a short, hoarse music, so Eduardo turned the hourglass over, checked the time, and picked up the Marauder's Map.

The prom should be the climax, most of the students are still in the auditorium, and there are also small spots of students in twos and threes scattered in various places suitable for dating.

Eduardo smiled knowingly, but then frowned.

He noticed a solitary dot climbing the stairs all the way up, stopping outside the library door for a while, and then entering the library, if Eduardo remembers correctly, the library was locked at this time, and the little dot moved The direction should be the restricted area.

【Regulus Black】

Black, who joined the Death Eaters at the age of 16, is completely different from his elder brother Sirius Black.

Then Eduardo noticed another dot following, also entering the library.

Maybe a date? Eduardo thought as he tapped the later dot with his wand.

【mark Zuckerberg】

Eduardo rushes to the library.

If it wasn't for Regulus Black's wand pointed at his throat, Mark might have been willing to praise the brat for being quick and smart enough to be alert.

"Put that thing down of yours," Mark noticed that Black Imp's wand was trembling slightly, "or kill me, and then spend your time trying to figure out how to destroy the body, delaying what you really want to do."

A big white cat that slipped into the middle of the bookshelf raised its long eyebrows humanely.

Anyone could see that Regulus Black was highly nervous, he was gasping for breath almost nervously, and sweat even leaked from his forehead, "You know? No, you can't know! You are his, you are that person "

Mark grabbed his sleeves impatiently, exposing his clean arms*, and interrupted him: "I don't care if you are too curious to kill yourself, or you really made up your mind to do something. I was not in the past, and I am not now No, and never will be."

This somewhat calmed Regulus Black's emotions, but he was still vigilant: "You follow me."

After a pause, he added, "How do you know...?"

"I have something to ask you," Mark said bluntly, "no, not anything that's on your mind right now, what I want to ask is his curse on the Defense Against the Dark Arts position, specifically, If only you knew."

Regulus Black gave one of those Slytherin 'I've got you' smiles: "You've gone to all this trouble just to ask this? So, suppose I don't know? You'll just give up and leave ?”

Mark raises his eyebrows: "I thought that people who are dying are generally willing to show kindness."

Regulus Black was anxious: "How do you know!"

"Smart kid, you haven't shown any signs." Even Mark couldn't bear it, and even confessed, "I invented a spell, a very powerful spell, and I released its weakened version. I know You should know, the truth, the source, the bloodline, the root system... in front of me, any wizard is a book I can read, as long as they give permission, even the most vague permission. Voldemort's curse on me It was a vague license to be curious, to know how it worked. I knew everything, and I only showed what he wanted to show."

"You're a madman," Regulus Black fell silent, looking at him. "He's going to kill you."

Mark pointed to the ground with his chin: "So I stayed in the safest place."

After thinking for a while, Regulus Black wondered, "This still doesn't explain how you know what I'm going to do? I didn't give permission... right?"

Mark gestured to the "Cutting-edge Black Magic Decryption"* in his hand, "Any sober-minded wizard will be puzzled when he sees such an ugly face. If you find the answer, then your heart raises a question. If you question it, it means you I don't believe it, you are too nervous, you are afraid of being discovered, which means you will take action... I don't know what you want to do, but, Blake, you still have half a semester to graduate, and you are still a student."

In the end, even Mark was surprised that he actually spoke persuasively.

Regulus Black might have thought of his own plan, he smiled nervously, as if he was relieved, but also seemed to have made up his mind again.Then Mark heard him say calmly, "I can't risk my family. Avada Kedavra or Oblivion, Professor Zuckerberg, I give you a choice. I very, very much hope you choose the latter."

The big white cat lying between the bookshelves unconsciously showed its claws.

"There's no third person here, so there's no witness to make an unbreakable oath," Mark bargained, "Why don't you consider the Fidelity Curse?"

Regulus Black refused: "The Loyalty Curse can be violated, why should I trust that you will not exchange my secrets for asylum, Professor Zuckerberg?"

Mark finally picked up his wand seriously: "I think we've got irreconcilable differences."

"Actually," the third voice sounded, Regulus Black was surprised, but Mark didn't seem so surprised, "I don't know what you guys are talking about, but if you need an executor to witness the unbreakable oath... …I can."

Regulus Black squinted his eyes and looked at the two professors in front of him. He thought of Professor Zuckerberg's question, the rumors among the students, and some teasing from Principal Dumbledore when he was dining at the long table, so he came up with an idea , but he almost instinctively noticed the ring inherited by the Savarin family, the poor dusty and precarious ring, he was reminded of the content of the curse, and had to give up the idea just now, and carefully organized a sufficient insurance oath.

"I have no objection," Regulus Black finally spoke after a long and careful thought.

Mark also had no objection, he turned to Eduardo: "Professor Savarin, you know that the unbreakable oath cannot be stopped, and once the oath-taking process is interrupted, Regulus Black will suffer the consequences of the backlash of the spell, right?"

With Eduardo's nod, Mark said again: "Can you assure me that no matter what oath Regulus Black utters, you will not let go of your wand and cause the oath to be broken?"

"I won't hurt any student!" Eduardo frowned, pretending to be angry, but couldn't stop thinking about what Regulus Black was going to do, which made Mark make such a reminder in advance.

Unexpectedly, Mark took a step closer and said seriously: "If the oath is broken, I will cast an Oblivion Curse on you, and accept Regulus' oblivion curse on me. Do you understand?"

"Zuckerberg!", Eduardo didn't know where his anger came from, and he lost his composure in front of the students, but he met Zuckerberg's eyes and was surprised to see pity in them.

Not to himself, but to Regulus Black's pity.

"Yes," Eduardo promises, against the objections of his own sanity.

Regulus Black and Zuckerberg knelt face to face and clasped each other's right hands.

Eduardo knelt down, nodding the tip of his wand on their clasped hands, waiting for Regulus Black to speak.

Regulus Black: Zuckerberg, are you willing to keep quiet about the fact that you saw me in the library tonight?

Zuckerberg: I ​​would.

A blinding thin red flame erupted from Eduardo's wand like a fiery snake, wrapping tightly around Black's and Zuckerberg's hands before disappearing.

This is just the beginning.

Regulus Black: Zuckerberg, are you willing to keep your secrets about my plans as you guess them, even if you are threatened with your life?

Zuckerberg: ...I would.

Eduardo held his wand calmly, and the second fire snake wound up smoothly.

Regulus Black: Zuckerberg, if you or Savarin mentioned what happened tonight to anyone who wasn't there, would you immediately, in order to keep my secret, before being subjected to Legilimency or other torture methods? To end life?

Zuckerberg: ...I would.

The slight trembling did not affect the magic effect of the wand, and the third fire snake wrapped around their clasped hands.

Regulus Black: Zuckerberg, you swear that neither you nor Savarin will in any way stop me from carrying out my plans?

Zuckerberg: ...I swear.

The last tongue of flame burst out, and the unbreakable oath was established.

Regulus got up neatly, and headed to the restricted area with the book in his hand. He needed to return it before Mrs. Pince found out that the book was missing.

Eduardo looks at Mark, trying to read something from his face, but it's not easy.

"Professor Zuckerberg," Regulus answered Mark's question before hurriedly leaving, "You're lucky, I heard him demonstrate this curse. It's just like the rumors say, no one but him To be able to successfully teach Defense Against the Dark Arts for one school year, the greater the determination, the stronger the power of the curse. So some professors can resign alive, and some professors can only die. In this regard, I think Professor Savarin’s family ring has been Lesson learned."

"Goodbye."

In a rare search for social etiquette, Mark returns a farewell.

Then he turns around and looks at Eduardo: "Do you have a question?"

Eduardo shook his head, Regulus Black made the oath so harsh, not against the Order or Dumbledore, but Voldemort.Then why should he ask, even if he calmed his inner worries, it would increase the risk that the child took.

"Then I have."

Mark took Eduardo's wrist and held it in front of his eyes. He stared at the blackened gray face for three seconds, and didn't ask any questions, but directly concluded: "You should resign."

"No," Eduardo flatly refuses, and walks outside.

Mark kept up with him, and said airily, "Did you go deaf for a minute just now? Didn't you hear the curse?"

Eduardo shrugged. "I knew about the curse before I took office, but not in such detail. It's a curse, not Avada Kedavra."

"Curse from a powerful dark wizard!" Eduardo shrugged, which really annoyed Mark, "Don't take it seriously!"

Eduardo managed to avoid a suddenly turning staircase, and retorted: "I didn't take it seriously! Do you know how annoying it is to have deadly traps every now and then! Ten thousand times more annoying than Peeves!"

Mark's anger flushed his pale face: "Annoying? Who would use annoying to describe a deadly trap! You are so stubborn that it breaks your heart!"

This kind of preaching tone completely angered Eduardo, he turned to Mark, and confronted without giving in: "Heartbreak? Do you have a heart? Who allows you to dictate to me! Professor Zuckerberg, you are just my colleague, not my father!"

"For the sake of Merlin's suspenders! Of course I'm not your father! Because little Savarin is a good boy, he won't disobey his father!"

"Zuckerberg! Are you talking the same way to Voldemort! Why didn't he feed you to the snake!"

"Trust me, give Cruciatus a try! You'll know feeding snakes is kindness, and if I could choose, I'd choose!"

Eduardo was completely outraged.

In front of the teachers and students of the whole school who had just finished dancing and were reluctantly led out of the hall by the prefects.

Even though neither he nor Mark has spare time